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 Blue Turk

 

 

 

 

I'm lazy

You know it

I'm ready for the second show

Amazin

Thing growin

Just waitin for the juice to flow

But you're so very picturesque

You're so very cold

Tastes like roses on your breath

But graveyards on your soul

I'm hurtin

I'm wantin

I'm achin for another go

You're squirmin wet, baby

Nothin bad comin very slow

And it's burnin holes in me

You're so very picturesque

You're so very cold

It tastes like roses on your breath

But graveyards on your soul

(Whoa-ooh)

(Mm!)

One spastic explosion

Two pressure-cookers go insane

It makes me act crazy

I shiver but I love this game

You're so very ordinary

You're so very lame

Tastes like whiskey on your lips

And earthworms rule your brain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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